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Friday, May 1st, 2020
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6:02 pm - Prompt table for ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) 50episodes
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| 01 Kinky |
02 Toys |
03 Leather |
04 Silk |
05 Drag |
| 06 Orgy |
07 Whipped Cream |
08 Dark Alley |
09 Virgin |
10 Slut |
| 11 Whips and Chains |
12 Bondage |
13 Master |
14 Slave |
15 Touch |
| 16 Taste |
17 Smell |
18 Sight |
19 Hearing |
20 Stripper |
| 21 Role Play |
22 Champagne |
23 Masturbate |
24 Candles |
25 Blindfold |
| 26 Lust |
27 Love |
28 Voyeur |
29 Exhibitionist |
30 Open Air |
| 31 Seduction |
32 Oil |
33 Costumes |
34 Paying for Sex |
35 One Night Stand |
| 36 Tattoo |
37 Piercing |
38 Porn |
39 Body Paint |
40 Dance |
| 41 Las Vegas |
42 Amsterdam |
43 Art |
44 Ecstasy |
45 Handcuffs |
| 46 Erection |
47 Nipple |
48 Ring |
49 Ice Cube |
50 Gag |
current mood:  inspired
current music: Don't Cry Out / Shiny Toy Guns
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| Monday, April 27th, 2020
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10:11 am - Prompt table for 25prompts
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| Affection |
Breaking Up |
Candlelight |
Cinema |
Club |
| Concert |
Dancing |
Dressing Up |
Firelight |
Flowers |
| Gifts |
In Private |
In Public |
Jealousy |
Kiss |
| Love |
Making Up |
On the Town |
Picnic |
Restaurant |
| Romance |
Staying Home |
Stood Up |
Theatre |
Under the Stars |
current mood:  busy
current music: I've Just Seen A Face / Jim Sturgess
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| Saturday, July 5th, 2008
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6:18 pm
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I couldn't be more disgusted with the state of things online, specifically, on this journaling site.
I'm tired of people being completely, outright rude to my friends. When someone sends people pm's, offering them things they're supposedly looking for, and also offering to upload any music from their (very extensive) list, you would think that the least the recipient of the pm would do is give them a polite response. Not ignore them as though they never said a thing.
I'm also tired of people claiming they want their fanfiction communities to be "active" -- yet when they have a writer who is very prolific, who writes something nearly every day, is that writer given the slightest bit of encouragement from the lazy-arses in the community who think their fragile little pinkies might fall off if they type out a comment? Of course not.
And Goddess FORBID people should take the time out of their busy day spent trolling teh internetz for lulz to actually READ something that a writer has put a great deal of time and effort into!
It's no wonder I've more or less died off completely when it comes to the internet and journals. At least people in "real life" don't ignore me and my friends the way that online people do.
current mood:  irate
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| Monday, June 30th, 2008
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6:55 pm - David Tennant is my new obsession.
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I know, I know. I've been missing in action for a while.
Blame David Tennant. My new obsession. My GOD, that man is the definition of gorgeous.
Excuse me. Must go drool over episodes of Doctor Who. Mmmmmm, David. Yummy.
current mood:  cheerful
current music: New Religion / Duran Duran
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| Wednesday, May 14th, 2008
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10:39 am - Doctor Who question
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I hope there are some Doctor Who fans on my friends page who may be able to answer this.
A friend of mine is writing Doctor Who fanfiction. She refers to him as "time lord" in some passages, but was unsure as to whether the phrase "time lord" should be capitalised or not.
She thinks that as he is referred to as a time lord, that means that it is not an "official" title as such, and shouldn't be capitalised. But my argument is that he is the LAST of them, and therefore should be referred to as the Time Lord, which would mean that it should be capitalised.
Now, the BBC site has the phrase "Time Lord" capitalised, which I look at as the official arbiter of all things Who. But as Doctor Who is a fandom that has been added to so much by fanfiction writers, I wanted to put the question out there to see what the fans think.
Yes, I know it's a little nitpicky thing. But the two of us were curious.
So, can anyone venture an opinion? Time Lord, or time lord? To capitalise or not to capitalise, that is the question.
current mood:  curious
current music: Tired of Toein' the Line / Rocky Burnette
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| Tuesday, May 13th, 2008
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3:57 pm - Fanfic rec.
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| Friday, May 2nd, 2008
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10:13 pm
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| Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008
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9:32 pm
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This picture should show everyone exactly why I'm so head over heels for Patrick Wolf. Really, the man is just beautiful.
Honestly, I just don't understand why he usually wears all that damned makeup. He doesn't need it -- he's naturally gorgeous. I don't think he needs any help at all to look absolutely perfect. Well, at least my idea of perfection.
I can't decide if it's more the eyes, the lips, or -- well, not to sound obsessive, but just everything.
If only I could get that made into poster-size .....
current music: Cat Dancers / Sandy Stewart
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| Thursday, March 27th, 2008
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2:18 pm
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I told a friend last night that I was very depressed by the state of roleplay these days. But saying that I'm "depressed" would be putting it mildy. This is my favourite hobby, one where I feel that I can express myself through creating characters and writing interactively with people who have the same passion for creation and writing that I do. It's a hobby that I don't ever want to have to give up.
It used to bother me when I was on greatestjournal, and I would read the venting community there. People would vent about the silliest things -- such as making the blanket statement that "anyone who's out of school shouldn't rp." Excuse me? I wasn't aware that creativity had some sort of age limit. I doubt that I'll stop feeling creative and wanting to make characters and write them just because I'm not in school.
When I first began roleplaying, people wrote and enjoyed themselves. Yes, roleplaying in "asterisk" format instead of "storybook" was popular then. Yes, the writing probably wasn't as lengthy or well-thought-out. But people had fun, which is something that rp should be. It should be something that's enjoyed, something that brings the participants pleasure, something that they look forward to doing.
For the most part, I still enjoy rp. But I know that if I had stayed on greatestjournal, or even on insanejournal, that I wouldn't have. Yes, I'd have been in my own little group of friends, in private, invitation-only games. But that in itself is a sad comment on what rp has become. People are literally afraid to branch out and play in new and different games, with new writing partners.
And why are they afraid? Because roleplay has become more about bashing, lies and cattiness than it has about playing a game. People spend more of their time trolling ij looking for journals to "account status" than they do actually playing and writing, it seems. Perhaps this is what the kids who've taken over roleplay find "fun" these days. If so, it's a sad comment on the attitudes of the younger generation.
I must have missed the memo asserting that being hateful to people, trying to knock down their self-esteem, making others hate them for no reason, bash them, and generally being a flaming arsehole wanker, is considered "fun." I'm appalled at the fact that the children who (unfortunately) permeate rp these days, and who have seemingly taken over ij, think that being hateful pricks is any sort of acceptable social behaviour.
My group of friends have literally been driven away from journal-based rp becaues of these sorts of people. There have been people, three of them in particular, who have wanted to play nothing but sex scene after sex scene after sex scene with our characters, and because they were denied what they wanted, they've lied about us, blackened our good names in rp, and destroyed any desire we have to branch out of our own little group.
We're much happier playing on message boards. No one can access our boards, no one can bitch and whine and tell lies about how we write, how we play our charactes, or attribute their own badly-written, cock-hungry, vapid, little-girl-with-a-penis characters' traits to us. We're left at peace, to actually be able to write intelligently with other people who are passionate about their writing and love roleplay.
But it's very sad when the bad rp'ers, the ones who think that one-liners, netspeak, meaningless cryptic/random/lyric/picture/youtube posts, and having their adult male characters act like little girls with ADD makes for good roleplaying, have alienated the real writers from a site. And it's even worse when those people have subsituted their own nasty, mean, hateful personalities for those of their characters.
Perhaps we'll actually keep cross-posting to our journals here, and tell the people who've joined our games since we moved to message boards to create journals on ij and cross-post here, too. But the way that the nasty, hateful little children have taken over rp (and what seems to be the majority of this site) in the same way that they did gj, I seriously doubt that we'll ever feel comfortable writing on ij again.
current music: Under Control / the Strokes
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| Monday, March 17th, 2008
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4:07 pm
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I hate the thought that a close friend is going through a very bad time and there isn't anything I can do to help. I keep thinking that if only I had learned to drive, there would be something I could do now, and I wouldn't feel so helpless and have to watch someone I care about have their life spin out of control and possibly end up homeless and losing all of their worldly possessions.
I don't know what to do. I want to help, and I can't. And sitting here in the office struggling not to cry about it isn't making matters any easier.
current mood:  depressed
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| Thursday, February 21st, 2008
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3:50 pm
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| Friday, February 8th, 2008
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3:58 pm
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Will someone please tell me what the "toolbelt of love" Tweak saying is about? I feel as if I've missed something vaguely important that I should have heard of.
Last night, I dreamt that David Hodo (the construction worker from the Village People) was singing "Detachable Penis" on my front lawn and doing a striptease. In the snow. And waving his own detachable penis at me. It was, to say the least, an odd dream. I can't decide if it was interesting or frightening.
current mood: curious
current music: Bang the Drum All Day / Todd Rundgren
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| Friday, January 11th, 2008
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1:15 pm
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I'm .... just a little freaked out that a very odd man on the bus was sitting right across the aisle staring at me and singing Chuck Berry's "My Ding-A-Ling" during most of the ride home. It was a bit disconcerting, to say the least. Oh well, at least he didn't make any rude gestures.
Half-days at work are good days. Especially as the sun is out, it's in the 30s in lovely Chicago, and the thin coating of snow we had last night/this morning is already starting to be swept away. I think I may even venture back out this afternoon to spend a while at Starbucks. I've been craving a chai latté all day, and I should get one while I have the free time.
Finally finished reading D.H. Lawrence's The Rainbow just a few minutes ago. It was so annoying to have to get off the bus and walk the six blocks home from my stop when I was down to the last six pages! That usually happens to me. I always get to a part of whatever I'm reading that I really want to finish when I have to close the book for a while.
Hmmm, now the question is: What to read next? I'm waffling between Mary Stewart's The Gabriel Hounds and Jean Plaidy's The Murder in the Tower. It will probably be the latter, as I've always had a fascination for the murdered princes in the tower. And I do think that the most probable candidate as to who killed them was Richard III.
And I have to decide which pictures I want to post in daily_male tonight. Only a day in that community, and I already adore it. Who wouldn't like a place where they get to see pictures of strikingly handsome men on a daily basis? I only hope that no-one gets tired of seeing all the musicians I post there. The only thing that's rather annoying me is that my tags don't show up! I wish I knew how to make them visible.
current mood:  calm
current music: Blue Light / David Gilmour
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| Tuesday, January 8th, 2008
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6:10 pm
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I can't even begin to say how horribly, horribly disturbed I am by the girl posting her "weight-loss comm" in asylum_promo. Does she really think that she's going to lose 90 pounds in just three weeks by fasting for three days and then eating a bowl of soup and a sugar-free treat? If she actually does that, and keeps doing it past the three weeks, then she won't have to worry about being thin.
She'll be dead. And she can look like a beautifully dressed rail whilst lying embalmed in her coffin.
It's attitudes like that, people who think that the old saying "you can never be too rich or too thin" is true, that make me want to vomit. Are the values that society is sending younger people today, especially young girls who should be giggling over their first crushes and enjoying life, so misguided and fucked-up that they actually think starving themselves to the point of death will make them attractive?
No, I have never had a problem with my weight. I am an even 6'0" tall in my bare feet, and I weigh 170 pounds. I've gone up the scale by 15-20 pounds at certain times, and I've fallen back down again to a little over 160. But it's never been because I've actually tried to lose weight. I recoil at the thought of dieting. To me, the word "diet" is just DIE with a T spliced onto the end of it. I'm happy with how I look, and I don't have to mangle/mutilate my body to like it.
Why does our society focus so much on how much people weigh? Yes, people should be healthy, and being grossly obese/overweight is definitely not healthy for anyone. But at the same time, being anorexic and starving yourself to death simply to try to fit some unattainable goal of "beauty" is utterly and absolutely ridiculous.
Who sets these "standards," anyway? They certainly aren't held up there by any "normal" person, the average Joe (or Josephine) Blow on the street in Everytown/city USA, or anywhere in the world for that matter. These "ideals of beauty" are set by people who want to make money, to hawk their wares at any costs, and they don't give a farking TINKER'S CUSS if their bullshite "standards" hurt people irreparably as long as they have the almighty dollar going into their bank accounts.
It literally makes me feel sick to my stomach when I see diets being advertised, or anorexic, unhealthy, drug-addicted models set up as being the height of beauty for the female form. I'm a woman. I have breasts, hips and an arse, and I'm proud of them. No, I'm not what these small-minded, idiotic, judgemental people would call "perfect." I'm not rail-thin, and I never will be. Nor would I want to be.
But I'm happy with how I look. When I look at myself in the mirror, I see a healthy (if overly tall for my tastes) female form, and I'm proud of it. Yes, I may not fit in a size 0. But my god, why would I want to? Why on earth would I give up an attractive, full-figured, real womanly shape so I could look like a sexless 10-year-old boy? I really don't think any of the men I like would be attracted to that.
I really don't understand what this societal obsession with being thin is. How did we come to be so hung-up on what we look like on the outside? It seems to me that with all the problems going on in the world we live in, we should all look to improving ourselves on the inside first and foremost. Because, judging from the state of society, we've obviously done pretty much a shite job of that.
Thin is not beautiful. Beauty does not come from having the "perfect" figure or the "perfect" weight. Beauty comes from who you are. It radiates from inside. Beauty is a person who exemplifies happiness, well-being, kindness, generosity, and loving. It doesn't matter if you weigh 100 pounds, or 300. If you are a truly beautiful person, it shows. Without you having to slowly kill yourself so that the world can see it.
All right, so I'm certainly not the world's most beautiful woman, and I probably never will be. But I'm working on it. And I know one thing -- I'm a good deal closer to being beautiful than any of those misguided little girls who starve themselves in an attempt to live up to someone else's standards of what they "should" look like to be considered an attractive female.
current mood:  distressed
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